The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Ethan

Jane’s heat didn’t subside for three days.

It was hard to explain to the pups why we were always locked away in her rooms together, not to mention the various sounds they overheard. After the first night we had Linda come and pick them up, trusting her to take care of them until the worst had passed. However pups are always aware of more than we realize, and I’m sure we didn’t fool them completely.

At the height of my rut I reclaimed Jane the way I’ve been dreaming of doing from the moment she reappeared again. I sank my teeth into the scars of my old mark while her scorching heat enveloped my c0ck, and made her mine once more. It’s true that claiming marks are forever, but the bond always feels stronger the more often they’re reasserted, and I now feel more connected to Jane than I have in years.

Of course, as she predicted, she retreated from me the moment we left the plush lovenest she created in her room, doing everything she could to keep me at a distance after the haze of her heat wore off. I can’t pretend it was easy to accept. My wolf had been determined to make her feel our love so deeply that she’d never doubt our feelings for her again, but her trauma runs deep- and I can’t be mad when that’s my own fault.

The more time that passes, the harder it becomes to pay for the crimes committed by the man I used to be, but the more Jane opens up to me the more I realize she never stopped being the woman I abused. I got to reinvent myself and move on when Paisley was born, to put Jane’s supposed attack on my mother behind us.

However it haunts Jane to this very day, being a prisoner and running from me still defines her, because she didn’t escape it when we parted. It followed her.

By Friday l’ve returned to my office, leaving Jane to spend time with the pups and promising to watch them tomorrow so she can catch up on her own work. My desk at the pack headquarters is piled high with papers, everything I missed while Jane and I were indulging in each other’s bodies.

I’m about halfway through the stack when I come across the preliminary reports from the investigator I hired to look into Eric. Since Jane’s heat I’m both feeling less defensive about the man – knowing he’s never been with her that way – and more protective of my mate. Jane was so Vulnerable when she came to me that night, and I can only imagine how things might have gone if she’d chosen him instead. I don’t trust Eric to take care of her the way she needs, and I don’t like the way he’s been taking advantage of her trust.

R!pping open the envelope, I scan the contents quickly, my confusion and anger rising in concert. What on the Goddess ‘s green earth?

When I get home Jane is in the kitchen with the pups, and the moment l open the door Paisley comes running. I scoop her up into my arms, giving her a hug and a k!ss. “What’s the news, angel?” I ask her softly, eyeing her siblings, who hover near Jane and shoot me a few wistful looks. I can tell their dislike and anger at me is waning as time passes, but their loyalty to their mother is strong, and I certainly can’t fault them for that.

Riley and the others aren’ so sure nymore.” She confides, snuggling

“we won’t ever be apart for

of the corner of her eye. The sneaky little wolf hasn’t told me about her new moving date, but that’s alright, because I haven’t told

heads. A week ago they would have pulled away from me with grumpy pouts and refused to let me near, but

course, is another matter entirely. I attempt to catch her l!ps fora k!ss, but she turns her head away. Instead I lower my mouth to my mark, nuzzling her sweet-smelling hair and nibbling the red marks until she squirms. “I

talk in front of them. I shake my head gravely, setting Paisley on the ground next to the others. “I’ll tell you what kids, we have half an hour before dinner:” Jane announces, “why don’t you go watch your favorite show until

eyes look up

right.” Jane grins. “Now run along

happily glued to the colorful screen, Jane looks up at me. “What’s going

the reports from my bag, I hand them over to my reluctant mate.

this?” Jane questions, flipping through the folder. She scans the first few pages, seeming to grasp the general theme.

didn’t think l’d let my pups be raised by someone without looking into them first,

agreed on it first, but you must have

tell her sternly,

1?” Jane demands, lifting her pert little nose into the air,

the territory.” I explain grimly, “And you should really see what they

the papers in her hands, reading them more carefully now. It’s almost amusing to watch her move through the packet, and I imagine if someone had been watching me earlier, my reaction would have been much the same. The first few pages

jerks her head up when she reached that spot, her emerald-colored eyes going wide. “Is this

I sigh, “look it up on the internet if you like. He did a good job hiding his

stammers, “why wouldn’t he tell me this?” She